"Anyone who spends much time touring knows that during a tour, your emotions run the gamut. As one cyclist wrote, your emotions can 'descend to limitless depression and ascend to boundless joy...' Alone in the Tirolian part of Austria, after climbing Flexen Pass...my spirits kicked into overdrive. For the next couple of hours, I followed the river downstream, singing, screaming, crying - a flood of emotion... Three days later, on a park bench in Vienna, feeling desperately alone, crying, my Oakley's hiding my eyes." -Dean Randall from Adventure Cyclist Magazine
Hmm, yes. While I could quote that quite accurately for my day to day life, I can particularly relate to it for bicycle touring. And so I hit a low. Bawling my little eyes out in the confines of my tent for my morning at Lake St. Clair. Once I cleared my system, I set off for a day hike to Shadow and Forgotten Lakes. The ten-mile loop hike seriously kicked my ass! Them aint cyclin' muscles you be using to hike up hills! But I saw two echidnas! A tiny, 'adolescent' one and a big, rotund one chowing down on ants. And I was serenaded by crescent honeyeaters, several times! So despite some physical exhaustion, the hike was wonderful and helped clear my head.
fresh wombat poo!! but no wombat :( 
shadow lake lunch spot
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